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A Dream of Spring

: The family had fallen on hard times. To escape creditors, the parents and son were constantly on the run. One day, they found a secluded inn and rested briefly.

Running short of money, they only had two rooms. The father slept alone, while the mother and son slept together. The son lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. The mother lay quietly for a long time, feeling unwell all over and unable to fall asleep. Having been on the move for many days without bathing, and being naturally clean, she immediately asked the innkeeper to bring hot water so she could bathe. Approaching the bed, she saw her son was already fast asleep. She lit a small oil lamp, carefully removed her clothes, and began to wash. Unbeknownst to her, her naked body and graceful bathing posture were clearly seen by her wayward son.

His mother's breasts were white, full, and firm, with cherry-red, upturned nipples. Her legs were long and sturdy, her buttocks were plump and round, and her abdomen was flat and firm. As she lay down, the fragrant grass at

the entrance of her peach blossom cave clung tightly to her tender flesh... After her bath, his mother felt completely refreshed. She got into bed, feeling her beloved son close beside her, and her heart was filled with immense comfort. She was exhausted from days of travel, and her mind relaxed. She soon fell into a deep sleep. Her son, however, was burning with desire. The faint fragrance emanating from his mother's body after her bath wafted into his nostrils, arousing his blood. He longed to roll over and rape his mother, but after much deliberation, he dared not act rashly.

Unable to bear the burning desire, he became bold and gently reached between his mother's legs. Even through her cotton trousers, he could feel the softness and smoothness of her thighs. He moved to his mother's vulva and gently caressed it.

Touched in her sensitive areas, the mother had a wet dream. In the dream, her husband teased her private parts, and she felt a surge of desire, unable to resist turning over and embracing him.

The mother's sudden turn startled her son, but seeing that his mother's eyes were closed and she was still dreaming, he

boldly slipped his hand under her waistband, caressing her smooth, soft buttocks. In the dream, the mother felt that her husband's methods were different this time, and she couldn't help but moan with pleasure. Her hands also slipped inside her husband's clothes, caressing his firm chest.

The mother's small hands were warm and soft, incredibly comfortable. The son's desire was aroused even more by his mother's touch, and his fingers slid along her buttocks, slipping into her wet, fleshy cleft, exploring her alluring honey pot. The mother's small hand also slipped into her son's crotch, grasping his hot, hard penis.

The mother, thoroughly aroused, reached a climax, her alluring, full buttocks arching back, pressing against the front of her son's erect penis. Even through two layers of fabric, the sensation of his glans against her fleshy buttocks was still distinct, causing the son to shudder and nearly ejaculate.

The mother, consumed by lust, remained oblivious, her buttocks pressed tightly against

her son's crotch. Her firm buttocks gripped his hot penis, and she writhed in the bed. The son, his lust rekindled, disregarded all moral boundaries. He stretched out his long arms and pulled his alluring mother into his embrace from behind.

To her surprise, the mother was suddenly embraced tightly in her sleep, waking her with a start. Seeing the simple surroundings and the white robe she had taken off before bed still hanging on the back of a chair, she realized she was still in the inn. As she tried to break free, she realized that the person embracing her from behind was none other than her beloved son, whom she had doted on for so long. Having already been intimate, the mother naturally recognized the hard object pressing against her buttocks. A blush spread across her beautiful face, turning red all the way to her ears. She heard her son's

even breathing, seemingly sound asleep, yet his arms held her tightly. The son felt his mother's body tighten in his arms, realizing she was awake. His heart nearly leaped out of his throat, but he was already in a bind. He could only pretend to be asleep, his manhood pressed tightly between his mother's full buttocks, emboldening him further. He refused to release his mother's warm, soft body from his embrace.

The mother was both ashamed and anxious. The son felt her struggle in his arms for a few moments, then soften, knowing she was no longer resisting

. He breathed a sigh of relief, his erection hardening further, and he held her even tighter. The mother's heart pounded, and what shamed her even more was that her private parts were wet. She gradually recalled the passionate scene in her dream. She doted on her son deeply, and now she felt the blame fall on herself, blaming herself for being aroused in her dream and inadvertently seducing her beloved son. For a moment, she felt weak and limp in his arms, letting him hold her. Her husband, though in the next room, choked on his words, unable to utter a sound.

The son, taking advantage of the situation, pretended to be asleep, rolled over and pressed his mother down, his hand slipping inside her clothes, caressing her smooth abdomen.

The mother gasped softly, thinking it was her beloved son's doing in his sleep again. She twisted her waist, trying to break free from the hands that were kneading and massaging her abdomen. However, the inn's bed was cramped, and with two people sleeping there, the loving mother had nowhere to hide. The son's fiery hands drew circles around her navel, his fingers poking at her beautiful navel opening.

The beautiful woman's mature body could not withstand her son's caresses and play. Her uterus convulsed, her lower body itched, and her tender flesh between her buttocks flowed with vaginal fluid. She parted her red lips slightly, afraid that her son would wake up, and gently bit her teeth, moaning softly, "Ah...no...um...no..." She twisted her waist, her buttocks overflowing with desire.

The son was an expert in this, knowing that his mother could not withstand the play, he mustered his lust and reached his hand to his mother's lower abdomen, quietly untying her belt.

The mother, on the verge of climax, was tense all over, completely unaware of her son's actions. In a daze, she had already let her son loosen her cotton pants, which were then pulled down

along her smooth, white thighs, and her panties were also removed. Her plump buttocks swayed, incredibly alluring. The son's hand, which had been caressing his mother's lower abdomen, slid down to her crotch, thinking, "Mother's body is so tempting. If I get her pregnant, it will be an even more alluring sight..." Imagining his mother's pregnant figure, his penis hardened even more.

Without any more restraint, the son leaned close to his mother's ear and teased, "Your body makes me so anxious..." He stroked his mother's buttocks with one hand and lowered his head to kiss his mother's moist lips.

The mother parted her pearly teeth slightly, her tongue offering a brief resistance to the foreign object invading her mouth, entwining with it as it invaded her moist oral cavity. The son, using his tongue skills to the fullest, felt his mother almost suffocating with excitement. He extended his tongue, and seeing his mother in his arms, her tongue slightly extended, she gasped for breath, a line of saliva enticingly dripping from the corner of her mouth, appearing limp and helpless, completely surrendering to his will. His penis immediately hardened, and taking advantage of his mother's limp state, his young and strong body pressed down on her again.

His hot, burning penis pressed against his mother's wet lower body, her powerless body limp in his arms. The son stroked his mother's lower abdomen with one hand, lifting her round buttocks, parting her buttocks to reveal her blooming petals, thrusting his penis along her buttocks, sliding into her wet and slippery slit, rubbing against her tender and alluring honey hole, causing his mother to convulse and moan softly.

The mother reacted instantly, exclaiming, "No... how dare you..." With a "plop," the son's enormous glans, lubricated by her vaginal fluids, completely slid into her tight, tender vagina.

The intense sensation of the thick, foreign object penetrating her from behind made her heart leap into her throat; her eyes rolled back, and she gasped for breath, unable to speak.

The son felt his mother's soft, moist flesh tightly gripping his glans, the tightness almost like that of a virgin. His sadistic desires surged, and without any mercy, he thrust his penis in, penetrating to the very end.

The mother gripped the mattress tightly, her slender waist tensing, her buttocks arching. His penis was deeply inserted into her vagina, the large glans reaching her cervix, causing her to spasm. She raised her head, about to cry out, when her son twisted her head and kissed her lips.

The mother, in the throes of orgasm, was pressed against the edge of the bed, her body limp and powerless, allowing her son's strong, powerful penis to thrust in and out of her.

The mother's moist, tender flesh tightly enveloped his hot, erect penis. The son thrust with all his might, fucking the usually dignified and elegant woman until her eyes rolled back in her head.

The violated mother whimpered in humiliation as her son's penis penetrated her cervix several times. The son lay on her back, frantically licking her snow-white shoulders. He thrust into his mother for nearly half an hour, feeling unbearably hot and sweaty under the quilt. He ripped off the quilt, and by the moonlight from the window, his mother's mature buttocks and long thighs were exposed, her pink flesh turned outwards...

The mother gasped and cried out, "You...you actually...did this...did this to your mother...I gave birth to you...until today...you...you...you..." Before she could finish, two lines of tears streamed down her cheeks.

Seeing his mother in such a state, the son felt remorse, but seeing his mother disheveled, her hair disheveled, her face flushed, her breathing uneven, and her sobbing uncontrollably, his lust was aroused. He bent down and reached out to hug his mother's waist tightly.

The mother struggled in fear, but her body was weak and powerless, and she could only let him do as he pleased. She was conscious and remembered that today was her "danger period." If she let her son ejaculate inside her, he would definitely make her pregnant, and then she would no longer be able to hide the fact that her son had raped her. However, her mature body betrayed her reason, and she tried her best to squeeze her thighs together to welcome her son's thrusts.

The son tore off his mother's top and hair, and his mother's mature and voluptuous figure was naked as she knelt on the bed, her breasts exposed, her breasts full, and her nipples erect. The son roughly pushed her against the wall, made her hold onto the wall, stood on the bed, lowered her waist, and raised her buttocks high, revealing her tender vulva and anus covered with lustful fluids.

With a "smack," the son slapped his mother's plump buttocks, making a crisp sound, then slapped the other buttocks, repeating this more than thirty times.

The mother felt a burning, stinging pain in her buttocks as her son slapped her, her body convulsing. With each slap, her plump buttocks swayed, and the son's fingers followed, slipping into her mouth and playing with them. The mother was forced to lick and suck her son's fingers, letting out a soft, delicate moan: "I...I'm...I'm...I'm coming...ahhhhh..." Her whole body shuddered, her lower abdomen tightened, her buttocks convulsed, and a stream of vaginal fluid shot out.

The mother, having climaxed, felt weak and her legs went limp. She collapsed onto the bed, panting, "You...you'll...kill...me..."

But when she turned around, a thick, hard penis stood erect before her, exuding the strong, pungent scent of a young man. Her son stroked his mother's disheveled hair and laughed, "Mother, such a beautiful woman, has never served a man like this before? Father is so dull, he probably rarely even touches Mother! No wonder Mother climaxes so easily. Why don't I teach Mother a lesson? Otherwise, it would be a waste of your fairy-like body..." The swollen, purplish glans thrust against his mother's pretty cheek, leaving behind a faint, odorous trail of vaginal fluid.

The mother extended her tender, delicate tongue, gently licking her son's large glans. Her tongue traced the veins of his penis, sucking on the urethral opening, making his shaft swell even harder. She gently lifted her flowing hair, opened her lips, and slowly took his thick, long penis into her mouth. When the base of his penis was inside her lips, the large glans reached his throat.

The son's penis was tightly enveloped by his mother's warm mouth. He felt her sucking his glans, slowly releasing the saliva-covered shaft. He raised his dazed eyes, gazing at his enjoying son, repeatedly swallowing and releasing his penis. After only a dozen or so thrusts, his mother's slender, white fingers gently stroked his scrotum, lightly squeezing his erect seminal vesicles. The son could no longer hold back, ejaculating in his mother's cherry-like mouth. His

throbbing penis throbbed in his mother's mouth, continuously shooting out hot semen. Completely unable to control himself, he pulled his penis out of his mother's mouth, shooting the remaining semen onto her pretty face.

The son, in his ecstasy, completely forgot his father's name. He helped his mother up, kissed the semen on her cheek, and kissed her lips, their tongues entwined in a deep French kiss. The mother lowered her head and said shyly, "My son! I'll do anything for you, but please, please don't get pregnant. Otherwise, I'll be so ashamed I'll kill myself..."

But the wicked son paid her no heed. He lifted his mother's buttocks and thrust forcefully, ejaculating five waves of thick semen that night, all of it shooting deep into her womb...

The mother, in her fertile period, was finally impregnated by her beloved son. She had no choice but to cling to her husband every night to make love, in order to conceal the true father of the child in his womb, greatly slowing down their escape. Originally, the escape of three people now included a baby in swaddling clothes...

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